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Chuck: So uh...staying with Sarah, huh?Bryce: Protecting our cover. How are things between you guys?Chuck: They're good. Good good good. Solid. Why, did she say something?Bryce: No it's just, she's a beautiful girl, pretending to be your girlfriend. I was afraid you'd let the lines get blurred and fall for her.(Chuck scoffs)Chuck: What me, fall for Sarah? Please.(Sarah enters)Sarah: Hey guys. So how do I look?Chuck: Good. Yeah, yeah. Real good. Red's not really my color, so... (mumbles) forgot my jacket...or salmon or whatever that is.

Fulcrum Agent: Okay, let's try this one more time. The microchip. Please. The microchip now!Bryce: Release the kid first.Chuck: Kid? Honestly, we were born in the same year.Fulcrum Agent: Give me the chip and I'll let him go.(Bryce raises his arm and puts his gun down)Fulcrum Agent: The chip.Bryce: There. Now release him.Fulcrum Agent: Sorry.Bryce: You got it?Sarah: (Sarah, out of the Fulcrum Agents's view, whispers) Yeah, I got it.Bryce: Take it...take the shot, Sarah. Sarah! Take the shot! Take it!(A shot from elsewhere rings)Casey: You want something done right, you do it yourself.